Chapter 1243 One Page Golden Book, King of the Elves

Yang Qingxuan shouted lightly: "Change!"

The body turned into a divine ancient star, and with a "bang", it exploded into countless wild sands, and escaped from the vines.

The wild sand whirled, and Yang Qingxuan's figure once again condensed in the air.

He raised his hand and swiped, wanting to break through the space, the purple fire shot out from his fingertips, but it was extinguished in just a flash!

"Hey! What?!"

Yang Qingxuan was taken aback, the situation where the purple fire went out had never happened before, except for his lack of real energy.

As the purple fire was extinguished, the temperature in the surrounding space suddenly dropped, and the cold air eroded silently and penetrated the skin.

With his cultivation base and physical body, he couldn't help shivering, as if freezing to the marrow of his bones.

Yang Qingxuan quickly made a tactic with both hands, and shouted: "Change again!"

A ball of red flame rose from the body, and the whole person instantly turned into the divine bird Qingluan. The wings condensed by the flames spread out in the air, like a huge phoenix figure, imprinted on the sky, resisting the chill.

The ancient tree seemed to freeze for a moment, the vines on it shook more violently, ice crystals like water droplets condensed on the branches, and a layer of misty light spread out, turning into a shape like smoke, covering the world.

Yang Qingxuan transformed into Qingluan, just raised the surrounding temperature up, but it dropped down again in an instant, even the phoenix wings condensed by the flames showed signs of freezing.

"impossible!"

Yang Qingxuan shouted sharply, "Meteor fire rain!"

Spreading its wings, the blazing temperature radiated out, and countless red flames scattered, hitting in all directions and rushing into the white mist.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Successive flames exploded in the air, but were frozen into blossoming flames.

Yang Qingxuan was terrified. Although the red flame was still a certain distance from the source fire, it was a fusion of four kinds of Phoenix fires. It wanted to freeze the red flame. What kind of terrifying ice breath was this? !

Yang Qingxuan suddenly turned back to his true self, and made a formula with both hands, transforming the law of flame into the sky and the earth, stretching his hands forward, and two balls of purple fire slowly burned in his palms.

If you don't resist the cold air and break through the space of the holy artifact, you may really fall here.

He seals together, puts his hands together in front of his body, and a ball of purple flames transforms into a dragon, rising up in front of him.

"Zi Yan, endless catastrophe!"

Yang Qingxuan yelled, and the dragon-shaped purple fire suddenly roared, spreading out circles of fiery light, and was about to charge away.

Suddenly Yang Qingxuan's pupils shrank suddenly, thinking that he had misread, his eyes blinked a few times, and the golden light flashed and stared at the ancient tree.

"It's really... a person?!"

I saw a figure emerging from the crystal clear tree trunk, and took a step forward, stepping out.

With the appearance of this person, the whole world seemed to be frozen, and even the Ziyan Dragon under Yang Qingxuan's seal shook for a while.

"strangeness."

After that person appeared, he uttered two words, and the frequency in the entire sacred space was frozen.

Yang Qingxuan only felt the icy cold through his body, and even Zi Yan couldn't dispel the coldness in his body, "This man... who the hell..."

Yang Qingxuan felt that his thoughts were about to be frozen.

It seemed that as long as that person moved at will, his body would turn into endless fragments and return to dust.

Yang Qingxuan couldn't see the man's face clearly, even if he pushed his golden eyes to the extreme, he still couldn't get a glimpse of the real face, he could only see a hazy layer of crystal light.

But he could clearly feel that the man walked towards him, and stretched out his right hand to grab the void.

Yang Qingxuan's body froze, the blood in his body froze suddenly, the space of the star ring was suddenly opened, and a page of golden book flew out directly.

In the eyes of that person, a cold and stern look suddenly shot out, looking excited and shocked, "There is no place to find if you have broken through the iron shoes, and it will take no effort to get here!"

Yang Qingxuan's face was extremely ugly, and the golden page that flew away was the remnant of "Book of Four Seasons of Heaven and Earth".

But at this moment, that page of the golden book suddenly stagnated in the air, and did not fall into the hands of the man as expected.

The man shouted in surprise, "Who is it?!"

Yang Qingxuan only felt a sudden pain between his brows, and a vertical eye suddenly emerged, and the black and purple eyelids opened violently, revealing the vertical pupil full of anger, and the powerful Qi Yun waved out.

Then the cold air that froze his blood, as well as the coldness that filled the sky, were instantly dispelled.

The temperature between heaven and earth suddenly rose.

The man said in surprise: "The pupil of the night! You are from the elves, no wonder!"

As he said that, the figure flashed and appeared in front of the golden page, reaching out to grab it.

At this moment, a huge black flower silently appeared at the foot of the person, slowly blooming, layers of petals stretched out, like a door that had been dusty for a long time was gradually pushed open, in an instant, In the entire space, darkness descended on the earth.

The man's hand stopped at the moment it was about to touch the golden page, and it was difficult to make an inch.

On the giant flower, the light and shadow were a little trance, countless black flames jumped, and at some point, a figure appeared, standing behind that person.

The shock in Yang Qingxuan's heart couldn't be overstated. The person who appeared had a thin figure, old facial features, silver hair scattered behind his shoulders, and a sharp edge flashed between his brows, exuding an awe-inspiring domineering aura from his body.

"Elf King!"

The man spit out three words slowly, with extreme shock in his voice.

Yang Qingxuan was even more shocked, staring at the figure of the elf, his whole body froze.

The king of the elves, isn't it Vera, Ziye, and Ziyuan?

Why is there another "king" here?

"Is it possible that you can peek at the sacred objects of this family? I remembered that you are the one who took half a page of the golden book from Vera. Hmph, go to hell!"

A stern look flashed in the Elf King's eyes, he raised his hand, and patted it.

It was just a casual blow, but a giant eye that reaches the sky emerged in the palm of the hand, and an astonishing spiritual pressure was released from it, and within the countless black lights, there were actually mixed with five-color rays of light, filling the world.

"not good!"

The man was startled, and with a backhand grab, the ancient tree in the distance was absorbed and fell into his hand. With a wave in the air, the misty brilliance covered the vortex.

But in just an instant, Qinghui was swallowed by the black light.

"Not good! Let's go!"

The man knew he was invincible, and he didn't want the golden page fragments, so he turned around and was about to leave.

The Elf King sneered, and said: "There is nowhere to go after breaking through the iron shoes. Now that I want to leave, how can it be so easy to leave the half-page of the golden book that I took away!"

The Elf King made a tactic with his left hand, and each and every weird rune was printed out, condensing in the vortex.

Yang Qingxuan's eyes widened suddenly. Those talismans, like the Daoyun Crystal Pagoda, were completely composed of ancient elven script and Dao patterns, and turned into a series of virtual lights of laws, which shot out from the black vortex, locking the man's whole body live.

The man's escape technique was shattered in an instant, and his body was constantly being pulled by the virtual light of the law, pulling him into the whirlpool.